Shen Yu laid on the comfortable bed as he looked at the ceiling with dazed look on his face. He was thinking about everything that had happened till now.
How he had transmigrated into this new world, how he had become the most powerful person and even made a sect. He felt like everything was a dream of his and if he slept, he would wake up in his old shitty life.
He would still be going to construction works and live a lonely life where no one would be there to love him. There won't be Ying Yue to smile at him and giggle like a silly girl.
Shen Yu thought of all that and couldn't bring himself to sleep. He was too afraid, so afraid that he was practically trembling. Streets made strong people but also left a deep scars on their mental health, especially if their life was like Shen Yu's.
He was hated for no reason, abused, left to starve, forced to be a slave, and when he finally walked away from all this to live a normal life, society didn't accept him.
